Guardians Of The Galaxy Come Get Your Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dominic ignored them, heading straight for Ethan Cross. “Well, well,” Dominic said with a cold smirk. “Didn’t think you’d find someone desperate enough to be your Luna, Cross.” Ethan’s sharp eyes narrowed. “And I didn’t think you’d be pathetic enough to show up at my event.” Dominic lifted his hand, and one of his guards stepped forward with the box. He handed it over. “A gift for your Luna,” he said flatly. Then he leaned closer to Ethan, his voice low and mocking. “Try not to mess up tonight.”

"I'll make sure you recover, Serena. I promise you'll be you again." Had he finally realized my love for him hadn't recovered? But honestly, I didn't mind either. I just felt nothing toward Jude and Oliver, and I could still be easily moved by others or cry at a TV show. If I did recover, my subconscious told me it would hurt terribly. I didn't want that kind of pain. "No need. I'm fine with this." "No way. You loved me so much, so you can't just stop loving me." "But the experiment hurt a lot. It felt like my brain was being churned in a washing machine over and over. Every nerve was in pain, and I don't want to go through that again."

Today, my eighteenth birthday, was meant for my bonding with James, my fated mate. Instead, the day before, he coldly rejected me, declaring his love for another. Today was their engagement party. The bride, the Chief Elder's daughter, shimmered in an extravagant diamond gown. She was a vision of noble beauty. With the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha unexpectedly deceased, the Chief Elder held the power to appoint the successor. James, driven by ambition, chose the Alpha position over me, a lowly Omega with a sick mother and no influence.

Natasha asked Again "The Guardians!!!!".....

“Soon enough love” I wrapped my hand around his neck. For some reason being around him erased all the problems with the world.“I love you, Damien.” He pressed his lips against mine. “I love you too, Vanessa Blackwood”. “Ah,” I suddenly remembered. “Wayne, He is interested in being a business partner, your business partner, can you do that?” His expression darkened. “Please, he did take a bullet for me,” I begged. He sighed. “For you Vannessa, I will consider it.

He snickered as the Guardians started to march forward, leaving the woman no choice but to ready her stance, her eyes a mix of pain and anger. "Now I'm thinking maybe that Guadian chose you not because he saw you are fitted to save the world. Maybe it's all because he wanted to be with you. It was nothing but a selfish act, luring you into a dangerous place just to get what he wants." "Laurent Vos is just a slave of love." "SHUT UP!" Her voice roared as tears started to stream down her face. The Guardians who were now her enemies lunged at her.

“You think you have it all figured out. I’m the bad guy. I’m the one who came here to seduce you and use you. Even though I told you that I love you, you throw it back into my face. Did you care about me at all? Or did you go home, disgusted, after you’d slept with me?” That got him to move. He grabbed her by the arms: his fingers dug into her biceps, not enough to hurt, but enough to get her attention. “You never disgusted me. I wanted you the moment I first saw you. I still want you. I dream about you and Jesus Christ, Joy, don’t you know the goddamn truth? I love you so much it kills me, and it kills me that you did this and that I love you still.” “Fuck you, Adam Danvers,” she whispered.

I was going to march right up to the front door, kick it down if necessary, and demand he release Hope, Cassidy, and the other females his beta took. A few hours later, I’m pulling my bike to the side, seeing Jamerson waiting with a couple of our and Dynamite Al’s guys. “Boss,” he says, as I dismount and walk to him. “The guards have a strong position, they haven’t moved from their posts since this morning, things are still quiet otherwise.” “I’m about to shake shit up,” I tell him. “Gabe’s in love.” Killian chuckles, giving his unwanted and unnecessary input. I shot him a death glare and he held up his hands, waving them in defense, “Am I lying.”

“Come on, you creepy little midnight snack! You picked the wrong people to mess with!” Tora snorted, flames whipping around her. “Yeah, and next time try something that doesn’t burn when I touch it, sweetheart.” Even in the chaos, the master of evil’s eyes glimmered from the shadows, seething. He had underestimated the power of love, the drive to protect, the unbreakable bonds between Guardians and mates. Each successful strike against his creations only fueled his rage, but for now, the tide had turned, and the girls could see their mates standing, alive, and ready to fight.